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Generation to Generation, Blood for Blood. [Shadin]
Tue Jun 03, 2014 7:43 am
Kaito Yuudeshi The Hacker of Karakura
"The smile of you, who flew through this window and died."
- Kaito had a feeling calling out his predecessor here wasn't the nicest way to say train me, but he needed this. He was doing what he wanted now, and he knew that meant he had to fight through the indescisions of his heart and soul, sure this was dreadful now, but he could look back and smile. That was the point to learn and get stronger, he had to push the limits of his skills. The Hacker felt his blood lightly boil as he took a breath focusing his heart and soul. He had the training from Sagumi within his head so hand to hand wasn't the issue, it was the energy, he felt there was something trying to release itself since he had awakened his drive, and his obviously red colored eyes were the signal for that. Kaito couldn't hide them it was just that painfully obvious. He felt okay so far as his breathing remained calm lightly manipulating the cyber and electricity around him trying to relax and keep his cool. For a moment everything seemed so still and calm that there was an aspect of beauty to it. He didn't like Shadin at first since he was the reason why he was cursed with power.
Now, that he thought about it, he could use it to protect the people he loved, and that's what made this moment something worth to him. Thinking back of all the people that he cared for, that mysterious girl who flew like a bat at night and slept during the day, the fiery redhead who threw him around literally, Sagumi, Koneko, and the people that recently became close to him, Shadin Yuudeshi and some of the other younger ones, helped him to make this decision to push the limits of his drive and see what would come out from it. He had to become stronger, there were new threats coming and he couldn't just ignore them within the network anymore. He had to stand up and fight back. He remembered the conversations with Shadin within the mesosphere of Australia and what he had suggested for him to do. He decided to seek him out and call him into this area where even if he screamed out it'd be contained and whatever power that came out from him would be able to be contained, not that Shadin couldn't contain it himself, but Kaito wanted to fully bring out the things that were resting within his heart and soul.
"I wonder if Shadin will actually come..." He said softly with a calm tone, but there was a storm brewing within his heart as all of the emotions that were filling him so far weren't being so friendly as he could feel that drive wanting to be released and used. He wanted to show his power to Shadin... Maybe this was the way to do it now. Taking a breath he'd steady his nerves getting ready for the battle. His body shivered with excitement, fear, and anxiety, but there was a sense of courage and desire that was keeping him together for the battle. He had to also...avenge a couple certain someones. He hadn't seen them in ages, but he knew that he wanted to help them and bring them back so he had to become strong for them, no he had to become strong to protect everyone. He'd have his weapons ready in case this was going to be one of those training sessions, but nothing could prepare him for the factors of unpredictability from what Shadin would do to him to show him what he had.
Re: Generation to Generation, Blood for Blood. [Shadin]
Wed Jun 04, 2014 4:41 am
Artist: Pendulum - Song: Out Here - Word Count: 1179
The sirens and alerts of The Yuudeshi Network all but woke up The Infamous Beast of Karakura Central. Like the sounds of an overbearing alarmclock, Shadin chucked these warnings out the metaphorical window -- as this demented screech clawed inward within his mind. It was but one of the many curses of having a cybernetic mind -- you were always connected -- rather you wanted to be or not. Thus, this blessing and curse of a machine had awakened him out of his peaceful slumber. Groaning with not-so-subtle hints of irritation in his voice, The Yuudeshi scrolled through the status updates of The Network and saw that these information broadcast were coming from within The Imaginary District of Karakura Central. Sighing, he initially thought it was just another waste of life coming to ruin his oh-so-wonderful dreams -- until the signature coming from within the township was actually one of his own: Kaito Yuudeshi. This brought a curious raise of the brow to the albino's face as he hadn't expected the youth to go through such -- up front methods. From what he observed of the kid, the fellow Yuudeshi seemed like quite the introvert type. Yanno, akin to the classic quiet genius stereotype. So for the male to reach out to him in this method meant that something was clearly up. Perhaps there was a change? Maybe this was a roundabout way of saying he needed help? Could her perhaps just wanted the fight? The questions were rounding up to be infinite, but the solution to such a cumlivate problem was clear: address the conflict head-on.
And like a burst of lightning in the night skies, the once dimly lit chambers of Shadin's room became illuminated with light. It revealed that the chambers was quite basic in nature: having a bed, a tan colored wall, white ceiling, a dress for his clothes, a chair and a window that overlooked the skyline of Karakura Central. So it was clear he was in one of the many bases that the Yuudeshi had set-up throughout varying parts of Earth's major metropolises. Wearing nothing more than his grey-colored jeans from the previous night, The Male snapped his fingers and morphed his favorite shirt tightly across his chest. Materializing it through the wonders of Imaginary Computation, this garment was white in color and seemed to have ash shaded stripes going downward in a vertical pattern. It certainly highlighted the males sickly-thin figure as he arose from the bed with his clamped jeans.
Exhaling a soft breath to ease his nerves, Shadin crafted the formation two iron shaded shoes around his feet. Tapping the black electrode collar fastened firmly around his neck, the wires sticking out of The Yuudeshi's brain came to life with sporadic sparks of electricity being noticeable as The Beast's spiritual energy itself was awakening alongside it's master and tamer. So with his mind and body ready for this endeavour, the male walked towards the doorway and grabbed a mechanical cane that started coming to life with many types of whirring sounds echoing within it's base.
""Let's thumb through the page of another story." Talking in a soft-mutter, The Beast of Karakura seemed quite tense in demeanor still as his voice sounded quite stiff and stern in nature. Once he was fixated on the location Kaito Yuudeshi, there was nothing left to do but piece together the blotches of space that separated them and create the formation of a wormhole. So as his mind came to life with hundreds of thousands of processes, these estimates were uploaded into The Yuudeshi Network and it carried out the task given to it in order to produce a gateway from the slums of Shadin's office suite to the open-skies of The Imaginary District. Forming itself in a burst of white light, it soon shifted swiftly into a circular shape and all that was left for The Yuudeshi was to take one foot in and step out the other side to a new and daunting challenge that the day presented him with.
Thus, the sounds of lacking of metallic tappings and gentle footsteps echoed throughout the Imaginary District. Emerging out of an opening in the very fabric of existence, there stood The Infamous Beast before The Hacker of Karakaura. Tilting his head to the side, there was an intrigued expression across the the silver haired males he was interested to see where this would go. However -- he would remind him not to make such -- alarming calls again. "Y'know, if you wanted to arrange a date, you could have just called last night like a considerate person would." There was a sense of obvious joking in his voice as he playfully scorned Kaito. Well, despite the fact his voice was still quite dry and semi-arthurian from still coming to the waking world.
"Sheesh, I should set a reminder on that thing not to wake the slumber of those coming back from the dead." Referring to the Network, Shadin ruffled his own hair and let out a gruff sigh. The past few months being rehabilitated within the confines of Karakura Hospital and numerous underground facilities within the city certainly was rough for him. Flashbacks of his brain surgery performed the likes of Heaven's Canceller, Shadin's body felt quite groggy and fatigued most of the time following the injuries sustained within the larger-than-life event of Australia. Which -- is when a curious thought he'd save for later came into play.
"I was having quite the vivid dream, y'know. One of these once in a lifetime dreams that encroached upon unlocking the secrets of the universe, discovering absolute immortality and ascending to the terrority of gods." Obviously he was bullshitting, but that was his sense of humor. Saying every word with the most deadpan facial gestures behind it, Shadin could no longer maintain that facade and let loose a smug, but well-meaning smirk. "So I'm assuming this little calling of yours was quite urgent in nature if interrupted something as crucial as that, eh?" Now throwing the ball in the court of The Yuudeshi, Shadin rolled his hands in a whimsical manner and left the task of explaining this incident to his descendant. There had to be a logical reason for summoning him here and The Beast of Karakura was certainly waiting to hear it.
"Although, I have quite the feeling this had to do with the incident that took place in Australia." Closing one eye in an impish style, Shadin cited their emotional encounter in the cold reaches of Australia's mesosphere many months ago during the conflict for that now war-torn nation. To him? Thinking more upon that event, and based on the fact that The Yuudeshi's were a clan that thrived on battle, the picture was already painted for the male by the time he completed his sentences and had a decent of clue of just what was coming next. But -- he wanted the male to formulate it in his own words before acting on it.